A Son I Never Got to Meet
AUTHOR: George Haman
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……………Maureen rushed to get the car. I did not want this guy to see us together again since I knew not who he was or what he was capable of. He spotted me and started following me, I had to get him as far away from Maureen as possible. I had just taken the 1st corner when I met with Officer Evance and his partner, Officer Phil.
“Hey officers?” I greeted them.
“Hey Ham, you look so distressed, are you okay?” Evance asked
“No am not, one of the guys who attacked me yesterday, he is following me.” I replied
Evance and Phil came up with a plan; I lead him right to them. They went to hiding and I pretended to have gotten tired, then the guy showed up.
“You thought you would go far huh?” He asked.
“What yours do I have?” I replied to him.
“Listen carefully; you stay away from that Lady, or else…..”
“Or else what? You will kill me in public?” I cut into the conversation b4 he would complete his sentence.
It was in a public place hence he would not act though so as not to draw attention to his side. He was about to point a knife at my ribs when Evance and Phil showed up, they arrested the guy and took him to the station.
Since I was to go for a checkup with Maureen, I was to go write a statement at the station the next day. I went back to where Maureen left me, I found her mad at me.
“Where did you go to Haman?!” She asked with a harsh tone
“I had gone to take my tax receipt to the city council offices dear.” I replied calmly.
“You should have called at least! Not sneaking out on me!” She said now calming down.
“Have you ever seen me with a phone?” I asked smiling in a sarcastic manner.
She dived into her pouch, got out a brand new phone and gave it to me.
“Here, this is for you, next time call!” She said.
“I sure will, I don’t know how to ever repay you dear!” I replied.
“I will still insist Haman, you owe me nothing!” She said.
“It’s getting late, get in the car we go the hospital.” She added.
I got into the car and we drove off to the hospital. This time we went to a different hospital, it was her favourite. The doctor on duty was called Vero; she was a great friend of Maureen. At the reception, we were welcomed by a nurse by the name Linnet, she had a convincing beautiful smile; one would think you going to feast on a buffet luncheon instead of injections.
By 6:40pm all was done, was given some meds to help ease the swelling and pain. Maureen dropped me off at my usual dropping point and as usual, I made sure she had left then I walked the remaining distance.
I was well known in the slums so when people heard I had been attacked, they came to console me. We sat outside on a field just behind the neighbouring houses and started telling stories.
Later, at around 7:30pm I went back to my cube and started getting ready for the following day. I had no appetite so did not even think of cooking.
I had just put everything in order when I recalled I was gifted a phone. I took it and started to play games with it.
I heard a knock at my door; this was weird because all my neighbours none used to Knock, instead they would call out my name loudly. I was sure that was not my neighbour but could not figure out whom it was.
I went to answer the knock. Just after opening the door, a lady stood in front of me, she was in a black skirt, just slightly above the knees, and a white top with black spots.
“Hello Maureen, how did you know where I live???!” I asked, shock written all over my face.
“I followed you Haman. It was dark so I made sure you see as if I had left then just after I took the corner I gave my workmate, Milly, the car to take it home for me then followed you, even as you jumped the sewage about a hundred meters from here I was right behind you.” Maureen said. I lacked words to tell her.
“So, may I come in?” Maureen asked
I got confused; I did not hear her question at first so I asked her;
“Sorry, you were saying?”
“Haman, I asked you, May I come in??!” She repeated her question now more louder.
I first stood there staring at her, a million questions crossing my mind.
“Yea! Sure, come in dear. But don’t judge my small room; this is all I can afford Maureen.” I told her.
Maureen came in; I could see her gaze at my simple small room. From her look I could see she had something to say.
“Wow! You really are so orderly, everything is in order.” She said
“Is this why you always refused I visit you? You feared I would stop being your friend or maybe judge you?” She asked on a light note.
“To be honest, yes. Maureen you are way out of my league, I can barely support myself dear. I feared how you would react.” I replied now shying off
“Love knows no league my dear, neither does it have boundaries.” She said smiling.
Did I hear her right? Did she just mention love?! Maureen is in love with me? Of all men in the world, me? A humble newspaper vender! All these crossed my mind.
“Am sorry I have nothing to offer you my dear. I have not cooked supper and was not to cook.” I said.
She smiled, took her bag and removed some shopping.
“I bought these for you dear.” She said.
My house, or do I say cube, had never had such an amount of shopping. For once in my life, I felt a failure.
Maureen got up from where she was seated, lit the stove and started to prepare food. After taking supper, Maureen borrowed my towel to go and shower; I was still using my campus towel. By now Maureen had accepted my lifestyle so I stopped caring what she will think. She was really a simple and unique lady.
I fetched water for her, took it to our public bathrooms (We would share the washrooms with the neighbours) and left her to shower. How a lady in her class would blend so easily with ghetto life, I don’t know! All I know is that Maureen is special.
After the shower Maureen came back, with only the towel on. I could not help but notice her spotless legs; she stood right in front of me, with a smile on as usual. All this seemed like a dream to me, I could not believe the most beautiful lady in town was in my cube, wearing just a towel.
It was late already so definitely I knew Maureen was going to sleep over. She had brought some lotion with her; she started applying it on her body. Damn! Maureen had a really smooth skin. I sat there watching her like some movie on a TV Screen, temptations would just keep on coming, her thighs were one thing I would ever resist seeing. She was driving me crazy but I had to hold my horses, it was the 1st night together.
“Help me apply lotion on my back dear.” Maureen said.
At first I was reluctant; she was adding temptations on top of temptations. I just was like a robot, still could not believe my eyes.
“Okay, where do I start?” I asked smiling sheepishly.
“You can start anywhere Ham.” She replied.
I took the lotion and slowly started to apply lotion on her back, her skin was soft, I got carried away by the tenderness and kept on rubbing her back; she too was enjoying it and got carried away too.
I don’t know how but I found my arms having migrated from her back to her chest, I was still kneeling behind her, admiring her soft and tender skin. She slowly turned her head, looked direct into my eyes, smiled and kissed my lips.
I tried to kiss her back but this was just too much for me to digest at once. Instead of kissing her back, I just stared at her like a statue.
“Are you okay Haman? She asked, moving her soft palm around my rough cheeks.
“Yes, just hard to believe am with you at my place dear.” I replied.
“Why is it hard to believe? I am just human like you are dear!” She said.
“You are human yes but so beautiful Maureen. I don’t deserve you; you deserve the best in this world dear.” I said.
She stared at me and with love written all over her eyes, she said;
“Haman you are the best, you are the one I deserve. If told to choose again, I would pick you over and over again.”
She then held me crosser and this time gave me a deep kiss.
We started kissing; now both of us losing it, none of us was in control. I would feel Maureen gently touch my chest, her touch was so magical. Despite the thin mattress, I could not feel the pressing floor.
I was about to undo the towel when I heard someone call out my name. It was a very good neighbour of mine called Jed.
“Haman! It’s me, Jed; I brought you the other copy of the package you sent me! I could not get much since the money was not enough but this should take you a week or two” Jed said.
I had a hard choice to make, ignore Jed and go on with what I was doing, or stop and go see Jed…..
Maureen just lay on the mattress like some innocent lamb waiting to be sacrificed, looking beautiful than ever. I just had to check out the package Jed had, I had waited for it for so long.
“I will be back Darling, don’t move.” I said to Maureen and opened the door.
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